After chatting with Li Beihuo for a while, Lu Ping, though initially cautious and alert to the other's expressions and actions, did not find anything suspicious.
The other's cultivation was at the mid-stage Foundation Establishment, which was quite outstanding for someone in their twenties.
"Fellow Daoist seems new here; there's no need to be tense about the Divine Ceremony, for it will gather many strong cultivators, but we simply need to avoid provoking others."
"Those seniors likely won't trouble us juniors."
Seeing Lu Ping in contemplation, Li Beihuo thought he was nervous and immediately offered some comfort.
"Alright, alright, Fellow Daoist, don't overthink. Let's first find out when and where exactly this Divine Ceremony will be held. I think many cultivators will arrive here for this event, so it should be easy to gather some information."
"I've heard the Divine Ceremony will take place here in Shanyang City. What have you heard, Fellow Daoist?"
